In the past week I have discovered that I am not cut out to stay at home. I could not live that "idyllic" life of sitting in bed eating bon-bons. So the short version of the story is I am having minor blood pressure issues, and the Dr. has put me on bedrest. I have no idea how long, and I am going insane. I think it’s the lack of an end that bothers me the most. I just want to go back to work. The problem is that now every time I have to go to the Dr’s office, I freak out. I am so panicky that I am shaking by the time I walk into the office. And of course, seeing that, the Dr. is even more reluctant to let me out of bed. So this weekend I am monitoring my own pressure at home, and on Monday I call the Dr. to see what to do next. The good news is that due to this, they have done every test in creation, and found absolutely nothing wrong with me or baby. Of course that just makes it a bit frustrating too, because I would really like to be normal again. I will admit, its very hard not to be depressed or sad. I swing between feeling angry that I am stuck here while all my tests say everything is fine, or depressed because I must be doing something wrong. And then add on the guilt associated with not earning a paycheck, and not being of any use to anyone at all…sigh…Ah the psychology of the inactive mind…

So enough with the self indulgent ranting…in other news:
Paul is away this weekend, attending his brothers wedding. Congrats to Thomas and Shannon. Otherwise, between his job and his wife, he has definitely had more then enough to keep him busy.

Jess- You are NOT fat. And shame on your friend for making you think less of yourself!! That is all.

Chynakatt-isn’t it absolutely amazing that it takes 30 weeks (7 months) for your baby to reach 3 pounds, and only another 2 ½ months for her to reach 7lbs. or more!!!! Eeks!